Yin Xun finished pouring the wine and pretended to be embarrassed as she asked, "Mr. Xing, you won't mind, right?"
Seeing Yin Xun's actions, Xing Cheng forced a smile. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to maintain his elegant demeanor. He lowered his voice and said word by word, "Of course I don't mind."
"That's good. You're indeed a gentleman." Yin Xun complimented.
However, after complimenting him, Yin Xun saw that Xing Cheng still made no move to drink it. She asked in confusion, "Mr. Xing, why aren't you drinking? As expected, you're upset? I thought you were different from the others. I thought you were a gentleman and would help, but now it seems..."
Halfway through her sentence, Yin Xun felt nauseated. She felt goosebumps all over her body. She suppressed the cold shiver and forced herself to look at Xing Cheng with anticipation.
